I forgot

I forgot how lovely fog over a mountain range is as a storm is beginning to simmer in the distant sky.

I forgot that sometimes, it's necessary to drive West so you can eventually get to East.

I forgot how many memories this place holds for me (I really do feel that way - the memory holding me, not the other way around).

Being here this time, I forget why I left and consider how easy it would be to simply stay.
Easier than living in Indiana for the summer.
                      Easier than growing
                               Easier than living with people

           Easier than change, transition and compromise


But this is what I want, I think.
              I was never happy with easy.


                                   But I would really be ok with it sometimes.